The old tree came to consciousness.

The old ancient tree, which was nourished by the blood and qi of the emperor's physique, began to rejuvenate this night, and she sprouted a few brittle branches like jasper.

The autumn nights were long, the cold moonlight was cold, the sky was full of frost flowers, the icy streams, and the basin-like pond on the outskirts of the village was full of stars.

The faint roar of the beast in the wilderness woke up the dreamer.

Looking out the window, it was so peaceful, and there was no more terrible sound.

It was a rare night's sleep to save the faint sound of the breeze outside.

The crowing of a big rooster began to resound throughout the village, coaxing, coaxing, coaxing......

The sun rises from the far east, the curling smoke, the rivers and mountains, the simple people, and the ancient terraced fields like a spiral, such a scenery is really picturesque.

The tinkling river flows, like a nematode, zigzag into the distance, not knowing where it will flow.

People woke up from their sleep, the village began to be lively and noisy, the children who should go to school went to school early, and the people who should work left the village.

Little Araji also went to the school, and Araji's uncle made breakfast and ate it, and left the food for the Araji brothers and sisters, and went to the farmland, and Araji stayed under the ancient tree to sleep for a day.

He was so tired, he woke up vaguely, always feeling that something was more somewhere, but he didn't know what it was.

The sun was setting in the west, and the afterglow of the setting sun was like blood-red paint coloring the clouds on the horizon, and the setting sun cut obliquely through the void, and the top was bright, but the village began to become dark, and evening came.

At this moment, time passed, and in the evening, the farmer with a pear on his shoulder, a whip in one hand, and a dry tobacco between his fingers.

The child who walked forward with the big flower ox was wearing a belly pocket and a small braid, with a hood cage on the mouth of the big flower cow, and hemp rope in the two holes of the nose, and the nasal fluid and ox blood fell to the ground in length.

The fisherman wearing a hat and wearing a dumpling coat, a long fishing rod and a long fishing line, but no fish were hooked, and the fisherman's ugly old face frowned.

The hunter with a spear and a net in one hand, his knees and wrists, wrapped in rags and thick hemp rope, and carrying a bloody rabbit and a pheasant with a broken claw.

There is also an old man with a small hoe in his hand, carrying a medicine basket, with a wrinkled face, snow-white hair, and a rickety back, his clothes are in tatters, and the medicine basket is filled with Cordyceps, angelica, banxia, gastrodia, etc., hey, there is actually a flower on the other side.

The people in this village are undoubtedly very simple villagers.

People are going back to their homes, looking for their mothers, and every family is enjoying the delicious meals made by their families.

Arakichi also made the boiled vegetable moss that his uncle often eats, the wild mushroom tilapia that his sister loves to eat, and the scrambled eggs with tomatoes that he likes to eat, as well as braised pork and a taro egg and yellow cauliflower soup.

After dinner, the old people sit together and talk about the past and the present, the young people drink tea together and talk about their livelihoods, the women gather together to knit sweaters and make animal leather shoes, the students do their homework, and the children play and play.

However, in addition to the children, the adults and the older children, the elderly, they always feel that there is something more in the village, which is a strange feeling.

"Shi Fan, do you feel anything?" asked Shi Fan an old man with gray hair, who looked at the sky.

"Grandpa, this ancient tree in our village has been resurrected, emitting a soft glow, as if it is guarding our village. ”

The old man slowly turned around, stared at the old tree carefully with his faint old eyes, and said to himself: "This is autumn, all the frost has fallen, impossible, since my ancestors have legend, this tree has not sprouted, has not grown, and has not fallen leaves, what is the situation......"

"Really, grandpa, this ancient tree emits a few tender green branches, and it is they that are emitting a soft light. ”

When the people knew about it, the old people all gathered together to discuss the clan assembly.

They thought of the ancient legend: "The ancestral land will enter the era of the end of the law, and then, a mortal with the physique of an emperor will break the taboo, he will rise from the ordinary, out of the wilderness, and lead the people to conquer the unknown." ”

More, the old people don't know and can't know.

One day, Araji sat under the ancient tree and looked at the sky, and the light of the sun shone on the earth, giving warmth and growth to all things on the earth.

In winter, the snow is heavy and the snow covers the earth, and the dazzling sunlight and temperature cannot melt the thick snow for a while.

The men of the village went to the strange wilderness, and the hunter followed, after all, he was a full-time hunter and had a lot of experience.

They were going to hunt an old bull and prepare plenty of meat for the people of the village for the winter, and their arrival was peaceful, without any weirdness or terror, and no wild beasts roared.

The wisps of imperial physique and blood that emanated from their bodies, the aura was too powerful, suppressing the fierce beasts and fierce birds to crawl on the ground and tremble.

But in the distant land of Cuba, there was a unicorn totem that suddenly opened his eyes: "Has that person with the physique of an emperor appeared?

Because its heart is in the border wilderness, guarding that ancient village.

There are also ancient trees that have drifted along with the village and never died of old age.

Far away on the land of Qiandi Cuba, the unicorn totem began to tremble, and it was slowly detaching itself from the earth.

On this day, the branches of the huge ancient tree beside the village swayed, and its spiritual sense became more mature, and it understood something: "Has that creature been born, and what will it bring to the world?"

In the wilderness, the villagers are hunting old bulls.

The old bull is old and weak, and it is dying.

At the moment when it was about to die, it wept and said, "Please don't hurt my grandson, and don't tell him that I am its grandfather." ”

"It is the black cow of the Araji family in your village, and I beg you to take off my horns and give them to it when it is cultivated into a human body. ”

"This pair of horns will shelter it, it is fortunate to follow the young man with the emperor's physique, and I can also die with peace of mind. ”

In the end, instead of taking the huge carcass with him, the two horns were removed and buried.

They went to hunt a giant deer, and they carried the carcass of the giant deer back to the village in a rolling cart. The men remove the antler velvet and collect the blood of the giant deer.

The huge venison was served in every household, and the rest of the village began to show off their cooking skills and make delicious dishes.

Araji was more different, he first found a large piece of rosewood that had already died for an unknown number of years, and according to the small pieces, he burned a pile of arch fires, and finally stopped smoking.

He took four more forked branches of dead wood, set up a simple barbecue, and then he put large pieces of venison on a yew stick and roasted them on the barbecue, and he called his sister and uncle.

It just so happened that Hongyan came to play with him today, so it wouldn't be because he found out about stealing apples, of course not......

With their help in roasting, Araji has his hands free.

He brought a box of seasonings, salt, Sichuan pepper, white pepper, chili flakes, wild garlic foam, ginger powder, seasoning sesame oil, cooking wine, honey...... Wait.

Whether it's delicious or not, whether it's beautiful or not, it doesn't matter if anyone says it, it depends on how the whole village reacts.

After a while, the aroma was overflowing.

At this time, the whole village, whether it is the aunts and beauties who are singing and dancing, or the men who drink in a big bowl of sea, or the old people who chew slowly, and the children who are afraid that others will snatch and stuff them into their mouths.

They all felt a little weird.

Suddenly, a unique scent was inhaled into their nostrils.

Quiet, momentary silence, people involuntarily look at the abredient side.

This is like a twisting ass, like a fish sprinkler, he is busy back and forth with strange steps and movements.

He is like a painter, splashing ink wildly, as if he wants to paint the vast mountains and rivers.

Araki seemed to sense that something was wrong: "Why is it so quiet?"

With cumin in his hand, he stopped on top of the barbecue, keeping the cumin sprinkling motion, looking back and forth.

"Holy, what are you doing?" the men all looked at themselves dumbfounded.

Some of them are holding wine bowls, the wine is spilled, and some of them are holding the meat in their hands, and the posture of the beautiful aunts who twist their bodies is really not elegant at all.

"Did you shock them with your movements?"

They relieved themselves, and the bee chrysalis rushed over to grab the barbecue to eat.

Are goddesses still goddesses? Aunts have become younger? Men have just come out of prison, old men and grandmothers have teeth grown again, children have grown up?

It's so helpless, who makes the people in their village so wild all the time?

But the people who have eased down are not taking it in vain, after all, the Araji family hasn't eaten a bite yet!

They started to help, they brought in fruit wine, animal milk and so on.

There were also dried fruits, fruits, exotic fruits, etc., and everyone began to eat, drink and have fun happily again.

Gradually, the people got tired and tired, and after packing up, they went home to rest.

Araji let Hongyan sleep with his sister, and he came to sit under the ancient tree again.

Winter has passed, and spring is like a big girl with flowers and branches and a shy face, running happily to all parts of the earth.

Spring, very close, came to the dirt, to the cliff, to the creek, to climb the ancient trees, into the cave.

Spring is the vitality of the earth that evolves and goes back and forth, it brings hope, warmth and growth.

The quiet moonlight can make me see your face clearly, and I can feel your presence.

In a trance, Gu Mu changed into a humanoid figure.

After all, when the heavens and the earth first opened, the ancestor god of all things was the human form, and the human form was the best carrier of the Tao.

The moonlight was hazy, the breeze was blowing, the shadows of the trees were swaying, and a hazy figure broke away from the ancient tree and appeared next to the desolate pole.

This is a goddess who is naturally beautiful, unstained with dust, ethereal and elegant.

She stretched out her slender hand like jade gel paste and stroked Aragaku's face, and Araki felt the warmth.

He opened his eyes, and his beauty shocked the wild, and he thought, "Who is she, how can she feel so familiar?"

"Little Arakuji, don't be afraid. ”

"This is the appearance of your mother, I have seen her, and she and your father have begged me for one thing, and when you are strong enough, I will tell you. ”

"You are the imperial physique that has been condensed since ancient times, and the taboo of the end of the law era is broken and ended by you. ”

"The vast world of the future will be written by you, but the road of your growth will be incomparably long, and all the great opportunities and fortunes of the ancestral earth will eventually converge on you. ”

"You will lead ordinary people to rise in the era of the end of the law, and go to unknown places to fight powerful enemies......"

This hazy being, she is the dryad of this ancient giant tree.

What she said was outrageous for Aragaku.

The words that seemed to be like a story made Araki stunned.